Do you remember the best time of your life, I mean with details and
everything, I know I had some good times but there is always something
that you remember, and when you do you can smile and wish you where in
that moment and do it all over again?

sometimes even dream about that particular day and place?

im there now, girlfriend.

Well...my parents arrived today...and my mom made meatloaf...I was
pretty happy about that...!

hello Bill? Ontario is that all you can think about? food
and how not to listen to woman? lol,lol
I know you should be happy man that is a special meal.

MOMM'S FOOD IS THE BEST!!!!LOL

May 23, 1988..10:30 pm..My son was born, alive and healthy

.....I liked the Maggie years too. living with my smokin hot native
american nympho / gourmet cook / low maintenance girlfriend was
certainly a great time.

CCP the best experience in the whole world, girl.

for a woman lol,lol

hi morena....

Yes I do remember, and they will be very hard to beat. I will find
another lady that will be able to top them though.

There is one time in my life that I wish I can go back. Although the
birth of all 5 of my children were pretty special, there is one time
that I wish could of lasted forever.

When I was 18 and graduated from High School, my mother took me on a
trip to Montana to see my grandparents. It was the best Mom and daughter
trip I have ever been on. We stopped at every tourist trap there was. We
took tons of pictures, and I gained so much weight from the home cookin
my grandma did.

excuse me.... I have to go there now....

T

Morena...lately you have been talking to me like a dog... why is
that...!

well ther was a time in my life but this one is not somuch a hppy memory
but vivitly detailed.
we were on a resue mission it was late at night, and our recon info was
wrong we landed at the school house where we thought there would be MIA
but instead it turned out to be the barrocks for ennemy solders, well
all hell broke loose and as i put my huey into a climb while trying to
relay info back to the other birds which were at other locations my bird
to incoming rounds in the tail started to spin agenst the torque of the
main rotor. We had not gaine much altitude and in the dark it was hard
to get a berring on the ground my navigator was sending out the mayday
as i tryed to gaine control of the bird so i gave it full collective to
try and soften the landing but we hit hard, the senter instrument pannal
came up into our chests and the greenhouse window above us shatterd and
glass raines down all over us, the impact drove my helmet mic into my
mouth sgtering my fron teeth and busting up my bottom lip pretty good,
my navigator/copilot was no better off than me. our escort or wing man
got between our bird and the oncoming rush of solders the door gunner on
the second chopper opend up with the volcom and pretty much made short
order of the ennemy. my door gunner and my crew chief each help ue out
of our restraints and evaced out to the second chopped between us and
the ennemy.
My ribs were broken , i was blinded from the blood running down my face
from the glass my mouth throbed like fking hell and my right ankle was
shatterd from havinf the right peddle pushed in all the way to nutrelise
the spin. needless to say i hurt like a stuffed pig and i held out no
hope of servival, with every running step that my cewchief took it was a
new expireance in paine, but we made it out some what batterd but alive,
the mission was a failiar no MIA were brought back do to bad recon, but
at least i'm here to tell about it.

baby that had to be awful

yeah, before she died, my best friend Tenniel.

we were at my house, after gettin back from the store to get butter. we
were gonna make popcorn balls for Home Ec class, in 8th grade. her
boyfriend Mark was on his way over to "help". it ended up in a HUGE
butter fight, with butter in all of our hair, and we were laughin so
hard, til mom came in and said "im not cleanin this mess up" lol

prolly the best memory i have of her, she died in 95, right after
graduation..i still miss talkin to her

because
I loveeeeeeeeeeee you Ontario, and you are already taken so what can I
do? OH WELL I will cut myself so I will blead to death!!!!!!!!oh my oh
my my lost love.

One of my special times was September 29th, 1993. My first child ~my
daughter~ was born 8 weeks early and tipped the scales at 2 pounds, 12
ounces. She is now a healthy 13 year old.

WOW sounds like a movie.... *S*

Glad your ok... as an exarmy person I can relate to be givin the wrong
information :oD

hi ice

hi baby how ya doing love